Jack Forster

(pulls cardigan closer around bony shoulders, sinks into armchair, stares silently and irritably out the window for an hour and then yells that the goddamned dog isn't going to walk itself)

'In his essay Merryweather also noted other features of the design, including the fact that the leeches were placed in glass bottles placed in a circle to prevent them from feeling "the affliction of solitary confinement".'

Protecting your IP is important but there is something about destroying chocolate bunnies that tugs at the heartstrings